domestic violence man

Autumn evenings are always a bit bleak, especially after the sun sets, it always gives people the illusion that time is passing very fast.

After Luo Ran went downstairs, he walked to the gate of the company, and immediately saw a young man leaning in front of a silver-gray Mercedes. Fang Jiahong was wearing a dark blue windbreaker and a low-key but textured silver-gray tie. He looked very energetic , without losing the elegance of a gentleman.

Luo Ran looked at him from a distance, and felt a burst of emotion in his heart. Jiahong was as young and full of vitality as before he went abroad... But he, because of life experience and emotional twists and turns, had a lot of vicissitudes, especially his heart, which had long since disappeared. The hot pillow of youth.

Fang Jiahong turned his head sideways and saw Luo Ran standing in front of the company's door, he quickly smiled and waved to him.

"Brother Jingqian...!"

Luo Ran put away the sudden sadness, waved at the other party, and then walked quickly to Fang Jiahong.

"You really... haven't changed at all." Fang Jiahong suppressed the urge to hug each other, and looked at Luo Ran with eyes full of surprise.

"Where, I'm getting old." Luo Ran shook her head, then stared at Fang Jiahong again: "You are, exactly the same as back then."

Fang Jiahong looked at him with some disappointment: "I thought brother Jingqian would praise me for being mature."

Luo Ran was amused by his childishness: "Yes yes yes... mature..."

"Perfunctory." Fang Jiahong pouted.

Luo Ran raised her hand and patted his head: "Okay, it's not good to praise you for being young."

From the bottom of his heart, he regards Fang Jiahong as his younger brother and his family, so when he is with him, he is always very relaxed, somewhat able to shed his usual indifference and smile a little.

"Get in the car, my young master Luo." Seeing that Luo Ran's nose was slightly red from the cold in the autumn wind, Fang Jiahong hurriedly opened the door for him.

"it is good."

Sitting in the car, Luo Ran looked inside the car, "I remember you drove this car before you returned to China, why haven't you changed it now?" He asked.

Fang Jiahong put on his seat belt with a smile: "Because you drive the same car, I want to be like you."

Luo Ran was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Childish."

He still remembered that from a very early age, Fang Jiahong liked to wear the same clothes, use the same things, and even eat the same meals as him...

Once at Christmas, a foreign friend sent Luo Ran a music box. Although the gift was small, it was a limited edition, and it was not easy to buy. During the holiday, Fang Jiahong came to play at home. When he saw the music box, he immediately He wanted to buy another one, Luo Ran was so troubled by him that he gave it to him directly, but Fang Jiahong still didn't want to, so he asked his mother to send someone to go to Europe and buy him an identical music box. Just give up.

Whenever Luo Ran thinks of this, Luo Ran finds it funny and strange.

"Why do you always use the same thing as me?" He asked unconsciously.

Fang Jiahong turned his head: "I just want to use the same thing as you, so that I can feel that brother Jingqian is by my side."

Luo Ran looked at his serious face and froze. Although the two had a good relationship since they were young, they had a lot of fighting and hugging, but now they are adults, so... For a man who has been married for over [-] years, it is really too ambiguous.

"What? Scared you?" Fang Jiahong saw that his expression was wrong, and quickly covered it up jokingly: "No, it's because Brother Jingqian has taste. I... want to emulate you."

When he said this, Luo Ran's whole nerves relaxed.

"Okay, let's talk about a place to eat, and go to your favorite hot pot restaurant?" Fang Jiahong changed the topic.

"It's better to eat something light." Luo Ran looked a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

"No, it's just that I have a cold recently." Luo Ran didn't dare to look at the other party's concerned eyes.

"How about going to a famous Suzhou restaurant nearby?" Fang Jiahong suggested.

Luo Ran was a little embarrassed, obviously this meal was equivalent to cleaning up Fang Jiahong, but in the end he asked him to accommodate him.

Seemingly seeing his embarrassment, Fang Jiahong said hastily: "I really want to eat that Su cuisine, and I've always wanted to go abroad."

"You are always so considerate and sensible, I really can't help it." Luo Ran was a little helpless.

Fang Jiahong blinked at him after hearing this: "Your body is the most important."

"Okay, let's go." The relationship was too familiar, and Luo Ran didn't want to be polite with him, so she nodded.

"As ordered."

In the gray evening, the street lamps on the street flickering and dimming, all kinds of people are shuttling in the streets and alleys, busy and crowded, Yan Yang carried a takeaway bag and walked into the hospital deep in the alley.

Following the crowded crowd into the elevator, Yan Yang murmured in his heart, there are so many people in big cities, no matter when they come to the hospital, there are groups of patients and their family members.

The elevator reached the fifteenth floor, Yan Yang managed to squeeze out with some lunch boxes, and went straight to the ward.

In the ward at this moment, Yan Tong, who had just got off work, was talking to his mother. He talked about something light for a while, then looked at his watch, "What time is it...why isn't brother here..." She complained, but in her heart a little worried.

Although Yan's mother was seriously ill, she looked good. She patted her daughter's hand: "It's okay, your brother is busy."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yang pushed open the door of the ward: "Mom, Tongtong."

"It's finally here." Yan Tong hurriedly took the lunch box from him, then glared at him: "What if our mother is hungry?"

"It's a bit late today, I just came here from a friend." Yan Yang took off his cold clothes, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yan's mother: "Mom, how do you feel today?"

"Very good." Yan's mother showed a kind smile, and asked Yan Yang again: "Which friend did you come from? Is it your girlfriend?"

"Hey, Mom, why are you thinking about this all day long?" Thinking of Luo Ran, Yan Yang felt a little embarrassed.

Yan Tong at the side saw him and teased: "Mom, look at my brother's shyness, he must be a girl."

As soon as Yan's mother heard it, she became energetic: "Really? Where is the girl? How is the family? Where do you work? How did you meet?"

Yan Yang was overwhelmed by her series of questions, so he only said one sentence: "It's nothing, I haven't written the horoscope yet." He took the rice from Yan Tong's hand and handed it to his mother: "Mom, I'll feed you."

Yan's mother smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, it's fine if you don't want to say it, but Mom can tell you, this marriage...but you can't miss it, once you miss it... regret it for the rest of your life."

"Yes yes yes." Yan Yang coped with it, patiently feeding his mother.

Yan Tong on the side listened, and echoed: "Mom is right, brother, if you have someone you like, you should take care of it, bring it here for me and Mom to see..."

"Go, don't make a fuss." Yan Yang turned his head to respond to her: "You should worry about your own affairs."

"Hmph..." Yan Tong snorted lightly, picked up another apple and began to peel it slowly, "By the way, brother, the doctor came over today and said that our mother's matching was successful. I can operate."

Hearing this, Yan Yang stopped the movement of his hands. Yan's mother is suffering from uremia and has been on dialysis for many years. Over the years, she has grown older and her body can no longer bear the burden, so she can only go for a kidney transplant.

Kidney disease is a disease of the rich. Their father passed away early, and only the brother and sister are the pillars of the family. In order to treat their mother, they have almost no savings over the years. Now they have finally found a suitable match, but they only bear the medical expenses. , making life very difficult for the brother and sister...Thinking of the high surgery fee, Yan Yang didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment.

Seeing his brother's worry, Yan Tong said hastily, "Brother, if it doesn't work, I'll borrow it from a friend, and I'll be able to get it all together."

Yan's mother looked at her two sons and daughters who had been working hard all day long, and they had seen a lot of vicissitudes, and shook her head: "No... Mom will die."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yang raised his head, his eyes were a little red: "Mom, don't say that, Tong Tong and I will definitely cure you."

"Yes, Mom." Yan Tong shed tears: "Just cooperate with the doctor and don't care about the money."